fall in love

Chapter 103 Lingge × Fu Zezhou (17)

My aunt's house is not far from Lingge's house. After turning a few traffic lights, you can see an exquisite small bungalow. Lingge likes the decoration style of her aunt's house very much. Sometimes she will stay there for a few days while helping her cousin with homework. , it was a rare time for her to rest in a real sense. After saying hello to the security guard, she drove in the car.

Lingge is considering whether to buy a house next to her aunt's house this time, but it feels unexplainable to be neighbors with relatives, it's not strange, maybe a little uncomfortable.

She took out the trunk, which she was struggling with, and then rang the doorbell, and soon the door opened automatically. Auntie came out to greet Lingge with a happy smile, and frowned in disapproval when she saw Lingge carrying a large and small bag: " I said not to buy so many things when I came here, just treat my aunt's house as my own and just be casual."

Lingge's tone was clear, with a big smile on his face, he said: "It's fine, aunt, it's not too expensive."

Knowing Lingge's character, the aunt mumbled a few words and quickly walked into the house, asking her son to help Lingge carry things.

Linghuan was wearing a light blue sweater, raised his eyebrows when he saw Lingge, took off the things in Lingge, and obediently called sister.

The relationship between Ling Huan and Ling Ge is not bad, occasionally there will be small fights, Ling Ge has not been here for a while, after seeing the changes in Ling Huan, he rubbed his head unceremoniously and said : "I said Linghuan, long time no see, you've become handsome again."

Ling Huanjing is 1.8 meters tall. His appearance is clean and delicate, and his eyes are standard Danfengmou. In the past, Lingge thought that there were very few good-looking people in Danfengmou, but she saw her cousin grow up day after day. , those eyes became more and more romantic, and it was unbelievable that some people's Danfeng eyes were really right, but Ling Huan still had the vigor of a young man, and two different styles appeared on him. It doesn't feel like a conflict, but instead has a kind of exotic beauty, and Ling Huan is only just an adult now.

Ling Huan smiled, and put the things in the living room. At that time, elders had arrived one after another. Ling Ge greeted them one by one. Just as he was about to chat with Ling Huan, his legs were hugged by a child who appeared out of nowhere Yes, the child is small, with a pair of big round eyes looking at Lingge without blinking, and still shouting in a childish voice: "Sister Fox."

The title of Sister Fox was the little guy’s own idea. Even Lingge was a little surprised. When asked why the little guy was called Sister Fox, the little guy said in all seriousness that it was because Lingge was very good-looking, just like a fox. It's a title that belongs to Lingge alone, and he doesn't call any other good-looking sisters.

Lingge was amused at the thought of this, this is Linghuan's younger brother, she hugged Xiaotuanzi, pinched her chubby face: "Long time no see, cutie."

The little dumpling stretched out his fleshy hand to grab Lingge's neck, but his hands were too short to reach him. Lingge approached him funny, then put him down and said, "Sister bought it for you." Toys, go and see for yourself if you like it."

The little dumpling's eyes lit up when he heard the toy, and he ran away like he was having fun.

The elders in the family were talking loudly, Lingge didn't want to have the feeling of being forced to go to work when she was resting, so she hurriedly pushed Linghuan upstairs.

Ling Huan brought Ling Ge into his room, there were several homework books spread out on the table, and there was a small pink pendant next to all the homework books.

Out of his sensitivity to emotions, Lingge narrowed his eyes, but didn't take the initiative to bring it up, waiting for the boy to take the initiative to explain.

The decoration style of the boys' rooms is the same. Lingge took a look around and found that they are all mainly monochrome. Occasionally, the bright ones are a few dolls that are out of place on the bedside and around them, and some unknown exquisite pendants. Huan never thought about avoiding Lingge, and sat on the swivel chair and opened a bottle of Coke with one hand and said in a casual tone: "Sister, sit whatever you want."

Lingge hummed, but walked to his desk, glanced at the homework and said, "Linghuan, can I read your homework?"

Ling Huan handed over a pen shamelessly, and said without a straight face: "Sister, my IQ has deteriorated a bit recently, please help me write."

Lingge: "..."

It's not that she has never helped Ling Huan with her homework, she took the pen and asked, "How many pages?"

Ling Huan took a closer look, Ling Ge was looking at chemistry, he said: "4 pages, all multiple choice questions."

After speaking, he planned to go downstairs to cut fruit for Lingge, Zhang Yang's voice was faint in the room: "Sister, I, go downstairs and be right back."

Lingge hummed without raising her head. She was more interested in chemistry. After doing the math, she finished writing and turned the page, but her eyes paused when they touched a post-it note stuck on the homework book.

Linghuan's fonts have always been casual, but this time he wrote a few lines of italics in a regular manner, and paid special attention to the distance between the fonts:

I have never liked anyone, and I don't know how to put this careful relationship. You asked me why I noticed you. I think it might be that lonely afternoon in summer. You passed by my window. Carrying a warm and fragrant wind, or borrowing a pen from you, my beating heart is touching your pure eyes like a deer.

I can't tell you that I like you, because liking is not something that can be said casually.

I want to say, student An Xia, let's go to the same university. In the days to come, we can meet each other with a better attitude.

At that time, I don't think it will be too late to start a relationship that is sincere and precious to us.

--Linghuan.

Lingge read it word by word, but she was stunned in a rare way. She didn't expect her cousin, who was always casual, to be a pure love god of war in his heart.

She pasted the note carefully, then closed Ling Huan's chemistry book, and was fascinated by the gardenias growing downstairs that swayed in the wind.

There is a fiery wind blowing over the flowers, multiple green leaves recombine and spread out, and the shadows are enlarged frame by frame. The pure beauty scattered in the corners is unreservedly displayed under the sunshine, that It is an exclusive memory belonging to the student days.

Ling Huan went upstairs with the fruit that had already been cut. Seeing that Ling Ge had done his homework for him, he put down the fruit and said, "Sister, your speed is too fast."

"It's not a difficult question." Lingge responded casually, and she looked at Linghuan with an expression that hesitated to speak.

Ling Huan still looked relaxed and at ease, and said without warning: "Sister, you saw that note, right?"

"I see," Ling Ge said truthfully, she looked at Ling Huan, the shoulder line of the blue sweater well outlined the handsome shoulders of a young man, Ling Lie's jaw was a graceful neck, her nose was straight and her eyes were sparse. Light.

"Unexpectedly," Lingge took a fork and put a piece of dragon fruit into the air, and said inarticulately: "I didn't expect my brother to be a pure love god of war."

"What is Pure Love God of War?" Ling Huan asked after straightening the broken hair on his forehead.

Lingge said simply: "Focus on the sense of ritual in the relationship between men and women. In other words... pay more attention to step-by-step, and don't be so anxious to determine a result."

"Isn't this the most basic?" Ling Huan looked at Ling Ge, with his hands on the side of the bed, his raised Danfeng eyes looked at Ling Ge, his words were always casual, but it was not difficult for people to ignore the seriousness inside : "Determining the mind, expressing the mind, liking, and long-term development, there is a sequence."

"If it doesn't come in order, then it's not pure love. In fact, it can't be said so absolutely," Ling Huan said, overturning his own thoughts, he bent his lips, and seemed to think of something, but Said: "In short, I am like this."

"Then sister, are you the God of Pure Love?" Ling Ge didn't expect Ling Huan to ask herself this suddenly. She thought of the unclear relationship between her and Fu Zezhou inappropriately, and said with a little regret: " I'm sorry, but I'm not qualified to be the pure love God of War."

"Then sister, who are you?" Ling Huan raised his brows lightly, and asked again.

"It's nothing, but it's actually quite bad." Lingge obviously didn't want to talk about this topic, but she just smiled and said to Linghuan who understood: "My brother, it will be hard to persevere, but My sister also hopes that you are in the same university."

"Yes," Ling Huan said firmly, "it will be in the same school."

Lingge lowered his eyes and ate the fruit, his thoughts slowly emptied, until Ling Huan touched his arm, he came back to his senses and asked: "What's wrong?"

"When I went downstairs to cut fruit just now, I caught a glimpse of my mother leading a young man into the living room with a smile on her face." Linghuan said.

"Do you know who it is?" Ling Ge asked with a glance.

"I seem to have seen it before, but I don't remember clearly. When I saw the front face just now, he was quite handsome." Ling Huan said lightly.

Ling Ge got up to tease Ling Huan's thoughts and said: "Compared with you, who is handsome?"

Ling Huan suddenly changed into a speechless expression of how old are you, "Sister, you will know if you go down and have a look, and we are going down to eat."

Ling Ge Shi Shiran said: "Okay."

She stayed in Linghuan's room for a while, and felt bored and planned to go downstairs. As soon as she opened the door to go downstairs, she heard Linghuan's voice from behind: "Sister——"

Lingge just took a step down, but the moment she lowered her eyes, she suddenly stopped when she met a pair of plain eyes.

"I checked my phone just now and remembered that the person who came was Fu Zezhou." Ling Huan walked to Ling Ge's side and said in a flat tone.

But Lingge was a little dazed when he saw Fu Zezhou looking at her with slightly curved lips, and when Linghuan saw Fu Zezhou below, he called out Brother Fu out of politeness.

Fu Zezhou's eyes flicked across the faces of the two of them, and he said hello in a neutral manner.

Ling Huan felt that there was something wrong between the two, and asked Ling Ge who was standing aside suspiciously: "Sister, do you know each other?"

Lingge didn't want to have any interaction with Fu Zezhou in front of his relatives, so he could only show a formulaic smile at the corner of his mouth, nodded at Fu Zezhou, and then quickly said to Ling Huan on the side: "Business partners .”

When Fu Zezhou heard Lingge say this, he just smiled lowly. He raised his jaw, looked at Lingge, paused for a while, and then moved away, as if it didn't matter.

At this moment, Lingge just wanted to escape from this embarrassing atmosphere, so she hurried downstairs. When her aunt came out with a plate of dishes, she saw Lingge and said, "Xiaoge, the dishes will have to wait for a while, why don't you sit in the living room first?" sit?"

There was a group of elders and Fu Zezhou in the living room.

Ling Ge didn't want to force herself to face Fu Zezhou, but pulled the doorknob with an excuse: "I'm going to look at the flowers in the yard."

"That's fine, be careful," my aunt told Lingge.

Lingge hummed uneasy, and Ling Huan originally wanted to go with Lingge, but halfway down the stairs, he found that he didn't have his mobile phone, so he went back up to get it.

The yard of Aunt Lingge's house is very large, with many plants planted, and Auntie usually spares time to play with these flowers and plants. Lingge walked along the stone steps for a while, and came to a small open space.

It also cost a lot of money to open up a place dedicated to growing plants. Lingge said that looking at plants is just a cover. She took out her mobile phone and called Jiang Yan, who answered quickly: "Hey, Miss Ling, What's up?"

Lingge asked briefly: "Where are you now?"

Jiang Yan looked at the yacht that was slowly approaching and said, "The old man from the Li family celebrated his birthday and held a banquet on a small island. I'm just about to cross the sea."

"What's the matter, Sister Ling, what's the matter?" Jiang Yan felt that Lingge couldn't ask him where he is now for no reason, so he asked immediately.

And Lingge frowned almost immediately and said: "The old man of the Li family is celebrating his birthday? Why didn't I know about this?"

Jiang Yan: "... Miss Ling, don't you never attend such occasions?"

Lingge patted herself on the head. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a burst of unhurried footsteps. She didn't care too much, and said directly to Jiang Yan: "Send me your address, and I'll give you your address later." Go over after dinner."

Jiang Yan looked at the time: "Now?"

"Yes," Lingge said in a few words: "I can't make it clear on the phone, we will talk about it later."

Just as she hung up the phone, Fu Zezhou came to her in a leisurely manner. Lingge put away her phone, tried her best to restrain her flustered heartbeat, and asked methodically, "Why did you come here?"

"Your aunt invited me here." Fu Zezhou looked around at the planted plants, and his eyes fell back on Lingge. There are very few people here, so Fu Zezhou moved closer to Lingge. It's a shelf, Lingge didn't hide.

There was no one here, so Fu Zezhou withdrew his expression, his face was calm, but his voice had a catchy tone: "So can your fiancee tell me, is there something you are hiding from me?"

Lingge frowned, and said unceremoniously: "I have nothing to do, don't you want to do more than you want to do?"

"Really?" Fu Zezhou's face darkened for a moment, but his usually casual voice now had a stormy tone: "I don't know what your fiancee thinks, but you can't hide something from me."

"I don't want to talk to you." Ling Ge resolutely turned around and left, but before taking a few steps, Fu Zezhou forcefully grabbed her wrist, and a fiery kiss fell on her lips.

(End of this chapter)